Spiralling

Ooo!
Ooo!

I’m waiting for my moment to come
I’m waiting for the movie to begin
I’m waiting for a revelation
I’m waiting for someone to count me in

Cos now I only see my dreams, in everything I touch
Feel their cold hands on, everything that I love
Cold like some, magnificant skyline
Out of my reach, but always in my eyeline now

We’re tumbling down
We’re spiralling
Tied up to the ground
We’re spiralling

I fashioned you from jewels and stone
I made you in the image of myself
I gave you everything you wanted
So you would never know anything else

But everytime I reach for you, you slip through my fingers
Into cold sunlight, laughing at the things that
I had planned, the map of my world gets
Smaller as I sit here, pulling at the loose threads now

We’re tumbling down
We’re spiralling
Tied up to the ground
We’re spiralling
(When we fall in love
We’re just falling
In love with ourselves
We’re spiralling)

Did you wanna be a winner?
Did you wanna be an icon?
Did you wanna be famous?
Did you wanna be the president?
Did you wanna start a war?
Did you wanna have a family?
Did you wanna be in love?
Did you wanna be in love?

I never saw the light
I never saw the light
I waited up all night
But I never saw the light

When we fall in love
We’re just falling
In love with ourselves
We’re spiralling
We’re tumbling down
We’re spiralling
Tied up to the ground
We’re spiralling

Ooo!
Ooo!

The Lovers Are Losing

What’s up

I dreamed I was drowning
In the river Thames
I dreamed I had nothing at all
Nothing but my own skin

I dreamed I was drifting
On the howling wind
I dreamed I had nothing at all
Nothing but my own skin

Slipped away from your open hands
Into the river
Saw your face looking back at me
I saw my past, and I saw my future

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Because you don’t like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You’re full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But any way you look at things
Looks like
The lovers are losing

I dreamed I was watching
The young lovers dance
I reached out to touch your hair
But I was watching from a distance

We cling to love like a skidding car
Clings to a corner
I tried to hold onto what we are
The more I squeeze, the quicker we’re over

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Because you don’t like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You’re full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But any way you look at things
Looks like
The lovers are losing

I dreamed I had nothing at all; Nothing but my own skin
I dreamed I had nothing at all; Nothing but my own skin
I dreamed I had nothing at all; Nothing but my own skin
I dreamed I had nothing at all; Nothing at all

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Because you don’t like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You’re full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But any way you look at things
Looks like
The lovers are losing

You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
Cos you don’t like the way they seem to be going
You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
You’re full of hope as you begin rearranging
Put it all back together
But in the final reckoning
Looks like
The lovers are losing

Better Than This

Is this what you meant?
Is this what you dreamed of?
When you were making your plans
Shaking the dirt off?
Do you feel like
You and I belong?
Oh woah oh!
Just keep your eyes on the road
And nothing can go wrong

You can do so much better than this
You can do so much better than this

I’ve been checking my sums
Oh where did the time go?
Holding my photograph
Up to the window
Through the paper
And refracted sun
Oh woah oh!
I can see all the things
I wish that I’d done

You can hang your hopes on the medicine
You can put your faith in the phone-in
You can tell yourself you’re doing your best
You can do so much better than this

Get a grip on yourself
Get a grip on yourself
Could have been something, but you’re too late
And you weren’t invited anyway

Because the photograph showed the wrong man
Because there is no soap star holding your hand
You don’t see yourself in the freeze frame
Must be someone else using your name

And everyone will be the same
And everyone will glow
And everywhere you’ll see your name
In every shop window

It’s better than this
You can do so much better than this
You can do so much better than this
You can do so much better than this

You Haven’t Told Me Anything

In the pearl grey room one afternoon
In one afternoon what you gonna do?
I hang on your words but there’s nothing new

You take a beautiful thing
Pull off a wing, pull off a wing
With a safety pin
They never shine quite as bright again

But you haven’t told me anything
That I didn’t already know
No you haven’t said a single thing
That I didn’t already know

Everything I love stuck in the mud
Stuck in the mud
Stuck in a rut
Not a piece in your puzzle or a paper cut

So same time next week
Kiss on the cheek, kiss on the cheek
And say after me
Everything’s tied up nice and neat

But you haven’t told me anything
That I didn’t already know
No you haven’t sold me anything
That I didn’t already own

I feel for you, I really do
Nothing adds up like you want it too
No words can mend this fix I’m in
Give me your words, I won’t even blink
Right between the eyes, I won’t feel a thing

Because you haven’t told me anything
That I didn’t already know
No you haven’t said a single thing
That I didn’t already know

No you haven’t told me anything
No you haven’t told me anything
No you haven’t told me anything
No you haven’t told me anything

Perfect Symmetry

I shake through the wreckage for signs of life
Scrolling through the paragraphs
Clicking through the photographs

I wish I could make sense of what we do
Burning down the capitals
The wisest of the animals

Who are you?
What are you living for?
Tooth for tooth
Maybe we’ll go one more

This life is lived in perfect symmetry
What I do
That will be done to me

Read page after page of analysis
Looking for the final score
We’re no closer than we were before

Who are you?
What are you fighting for?
Holy truth?
Brother I choose this mortal life

Lived in perfect symmetry
What I do
That will be done to me
As the needle slips into the run-out groove
Love – maybe you’ll feel it too

And maybe you’ll find life is unkind
And over so soon
There is no golden gate
There is no heaven waiting for you

Oh boy, you oughta leave this town
Get out while you can
The meter’s running down
The voices in the streets you love
Everything is better when you hear that sound
Woah!
Woah!
Woah!

Spineless dreamers
Hide in churches
Pieces of, pieces of
Rush hour buses
I dream in e-mails
Worn-out phrases
Mile after mile of just
Empty pages

Wrap yourself around me
Wrap yourself around me

As the needle slips into the run-out groove
Maybe you’ll feel it too
Maybe you’ll feel it too

Spineless dreamers (Maybe you’ll feel it too)
Hide in churches (Maybe you’ll feel it too)
Pieces of, pieces of
Rush hour buses
I dream in e-mails
Worn-out phrases
Mile after mile of just
Empty pages